Three days later.

"Isn't this Young Master Yu Zhaokang who was dumped by our Sister Meng? What are you doing here? ”

Luan Zhou walked leisurely under the big banyan tree with a cup of 'hand-beaten scumbag tea', deliberately dangling in front of Yu Zhaokang.

He knew what the purpose of Yu Zhaokang's trip was, but he just wanted to disgust him.

Who let the group of eight lambs in the previous class 18 like him because Meng Yu always made a big fuss about some irrelevant things.

For example, in the last monthly exam, the overall average score of their class was the bottom one in the first grade, and this group of people had to be cheap, saying that it was because of Meng Yu that their class was the bottom one.

Although the person who said this sentence was beaten by Yan Ruixing on the spot, he still made Young Master Luan so angry that he couldn't sleep for several days.

For this reason, he worked hard to study Xi for several days, but in the end he ended up because he couldn't learn.

Now that he has the opportunity to sell swords to Class 18, he has to find a place to return to the field.

"Luan Zhou, you don't have to worry about what I'm doing here, right?" Yu Zhaokang's face sank, and his tone was a little unpleasant, "I have never been with Meng Yu, why do you say that she dumped me?" ”

......Hearing this, Luan Zhou shook his head even more, deliberately putting on an expression of hatred for iron and steel: "That means that Meng Yu chased you halfway, and finally found out that you were a scumbag who stepped on eight boats, so he dumped you in a fit of anger?" ”

Yu Zhaokang, who actually only stepped on six boats: ......

"Luan Zhou, don't fart here!"

Perhaps remembering Meng Yu's unexpected actions in the gymnasium that day, Yu Zhaokang's words were mixed with deep malice, "Do you really think that Meng Yu will really give up because of a cup of milk tea after chasing me for so many years?" ”

"Don't forget, it's not like I haven't let her do something more embarrassing!" scolded Luan Zhou, and successfully reminded the young master Luan of the past; Yu Zhaokang's eyes were even more proud: "The cake that I threw into the trash can a month ago is not more excessive than yesterday's?" But didn't she endure it anyway? Young Master Luan, you're too complacent. ”

This sentence finally angered Luan Zhou.

He clenched the cup in his hand, and his finger bones were forced, as if he was pinching Yu Zhaokang's neck.

He was fortunate to be present at the incident a month ago, and he can be regarded as witnessing the whole thing that happened.

Because Yu Zhaokang was going to celebrate his birthday the next day, he invited Meng Yu to celebrate his birthday the day in advance. And it was at the end of class, in front of everyone in Class 19.

At that time, he thought that Yu Zhaokang had changed sex, and he was finally moved by Meng Yu's perseverance and wanted to be with her.

But on his birthday, Meng Yu took out the cake she specially made for Yu Zhaokang from the campus supermarket and was about to go to the birthday celebration with him.

"Ugly, isn't it? And what kind of inferior cream do you use, it will melt in less than half an hour after taking it out? You can't mean to make me diarrhea, do you? ”

It would be school hours.

Private students are not allowed to drive their own cars, even bicycles, so there are at least nearly 100 people waiting for sightseeing buses near the small station on campus.

In front of everyone's eyes, Meng Yu stared at the unspeakable cake in the trash can, his eyes were red, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

At that time, Yu Zhaokang should be glad that Yan Ruixing was not there, otherwise it would be really difficult for him to ensure that Yu Zhaokang would not become his death day on his birthday.

(End of chapter)